Plantation Politics
Plantation politics, they rise again, The few in control, the many condemned. Voices are silenced, rights torn apart, They take the nation, but they can’t steal the heart.
(Verse 1)
Restoring power to the richest, whitest men in the room,
Under their iron grip, democracy faces its doom.
They rewrite the rules, they rig the game,
Chasing their fortune, they don’t feel shame.
How long can freedom stand when justice bends the knee?
The ghosts of the past haunt our land of the free.
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